Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

That's strange!

Shangguan Zhixing is definitely implying something.

With her sinister eyes narrowed, Fang Yiren turned on the computer and searched for Tongquancao——

Tongquancao is an annual herb of the genus Tongquancao, 3-30 cm high, glabrous or sparsely pubescent.Racemes are born on the top of stems and branches, often near the base, elongated or bundled at the upper part, usually 3-20, with sparse flowers; calyx campanulate; corolla white, purple or blue.Capsule spherical; seeds small and many, yellow.The flowering and fruiting period is from April to October.All over the country, only Inner Mongolia, Ningxia, Qinghai and Xinjiang have no specimens.Humid grass slopes, ditch sides, roadsides and forest edges below 4 meters above sea level.The whole herb of Tongquancao can be used to relieve pain, invigorate the stomach, detoxify and reduce swelling...

Fang Yiren originally thought that Tongquan grass was an amazing plant, but he didn't expect it to be such a lowly thing that can be seen everywhere——

Shangguan Zhixing actually asked Sikong Lingge to add this kind of thing to the handmade soap?

It was the first time that Fang Yiren had seen a wealthy daughter with such low taste as Shangguan Zhixing.

How could this kind of person, who forgot about business as soon as he saw an advantage, be implying something?

She really thought too much.

With a sneer of contempt, he closed the web page.

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After Shangguan Rui ordered, the butler got the raw materials within half an hour and sent them to Sikong Lingge.

Sikong Lingge didn't do anything for a long time, sitting on the sofa, staring at the raw materials on the table in a daze.

I always felt that Shangguan Zhixing would not be the kind of person who would stop talking halfway through.

In my heart, something was faintly wrong.

But I can't tell, what's wrong...

Sikong Lingge bit his lip: What exactly did Shangguan Zhixing want to imply to her?

Thinking hard.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Sikong listened to the song and came back to his senses, went to open the door——

is the housekeeper.

He stood respectfully in the doorway, his face unchanged for thousands of years.

"Miss Linge, it's time for dinner. Miss Zhixing asked me to invite you and the young master down to dinner."

"Okay, we'll come down right away." Sikong listened to the song.

The butler nodded and stepped back.

Sikong Lingge stood there watching him off, couldn't help frowning again, lost his mind——

What is Shangguan Zhixing implying to himself?

"Who's here?" Shangguan Rui was taking a shower when he heard a voice outside, and opened the bathroom door, his body was wet and dripping water.

Thinking that it was Shangguan Zile who came to threaten Sikong Lingge again, Shangguan Rui's expression was very cold, as if he could eat people.

"It's the butler."

"What is he here for?" Haven't all the materials been prepared?Shangguan Rui narrowed his eyes, his pupils became colder and colder.

Now as long as someone gets close to Sikong Lingge, Shangguan Rui will immediately imagine that it is Shangguan Ziyue who sent him to threaten Sikong Lingge.

"It's Zhixing, she asked the butler to call us downstairs for dinner."

As soon as he heard that it was Zhixing, Shangguan Rui's expression immediately softened, "Wait a minute, I'll get dressed."

With that said, he walked towards the closet.

Passing by the sofa, seeing the intact raw materials on the table, he paused, "Have you started the production yet?"

Sikong Lingge shook his head lightly, "It's the first time I used Tongquan grass as a raw material, and I'm still thinking about what ratio should be better."